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S103549 1 NONE King Solomon O Dere Lady Elysabeth, which art our right and vertuous Quene / God hath endued the with mercy & fayth, as by thy workes it may be sene For to beware of the spiritualtie moste dere Lady. [with variation] Society of Antiquaries of London - Broadsides Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 48 A Newe Ballade, A New Ballad M., R. 1560-1560

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O Dere Lady Elysabeth, which art our right and vertuous Quene God hath endued the with mercy & fayth, as by thy workes it may be sene Wherefore good Quene I counsayle thee, Lady Lady For to beware of the spiritualtie moste dere Lady. Have you not rede of your progenitours, which was before you many a yere How they endured many sharpe showers, as by the cronicles it doth appere And many of them came to evell hap, lady lady, And all was through the forked cap most dere Lady. Have you nat rede of Wyllyam Rufus the second kynge here of that name How he was slayne moste marvelus, all through the curssede sede of cayne. Tyrell kyllede hym with an arrowe, Lady lady Yet som men sayed he shot at a sparow moste dere lady. Have you not rede of good Kyng John, how by them he was undone The Bishop of Canterbury that wicked man, accused him to the court of Rome They enterdyted his lande as the cronicle sayeth, Lady Lady, A monke poysoned him to his death, moste dere Lady. Have you not rede of the second Richard, who was the black princes sonne How they handled him full hard, and famished him til lyfe was donne In Powles they made him a funerall Lady Lady, To blinde the peoples eyes withall, mooste dere Lady. Have you not rede of the sixt Henry which was a good and a simple man The Cardinall of Wynchester, truly made him lose, that his father wanne The good Protector his uncle dere, Lady Lady, The priestes kept war with him a longe yere moste dere Lady. Then came your father, King Henry the .viii. which was a prince of victory And he deposed them all straight, when he had spyed their Idolatry If this be trewe as trewe as it was, Lady Lady, God graunt your grace may do no lesse moste dere Lady. Then came your brother king Edward, which was a good & vertuous child And to gods word he had regarde, but the wicked priestes hath him begilde And raysed up trentalles in every place, Lady Lady, And some of them preached agaynst his grace moste dere Lady. Then came your syster quene Mary, & for five yeres that she did rayne, All that was done Edward and Hary, her wicked priestes made it but vaine They brought in agayne the Romyshe lore, Lady Lady, Whiche was banished longe before, moste dere Lady. Then God send us your noble grace, as in dede it was highe tyme Whiche dothe all popery cleane deface, and set us forth Gods trewe devine For whome we are all bound to praye Lady Lady, Longe lyfe to raigne bothe night and day, moste dere Ladye.
FINIS. quod. R.M.